Frank Zappa — Watts Riot Demo/Fillmore Sequence fazedooh

Well I'm about to get sick From watchin' my TV I been checkin' out the news Until my eyeballs fail to see I mean to say that every day Is just another rotten mess And when it's gonna change, my friend Is anybody's guess So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin' And I'm hopin' for the best Even think I'll go to prayin' Every time I hear 'em sayin' That there's no way to delay That trouble comin' every day No way to delay That trouble comin' every day I stayed home all afternoon, baby (I need you, I need you) I was polishing my car (I need you, girl) And there I was, I was watching television You didn't try to call me Momma, why don't you dig me anymore? We were always really close together in study hall And now it seems as though our teenage love is all shot to shit, baby What is it? Don't I use enough rose oil on my pompadour? I don't know what the fuck's the matter, man I been trying so hard! I, I tried and I tried and I tried And then I tried over again About, oh, fifteen or sixteen times All I wanted to do was get in your pants, baby What is it? Don't you love me anymore? Go ahead and cry Go ahead and let the tears fall out of your eye Let 'em fall on your crotch You know how I love to watch I gave you my high school ring At the Hippo Burger, baby We had a teen-age love And you still got pregnant